The bald of Picasso

Soon I will make a ceramic called "The bald of Picasso". I'm so happy when it is glazed and smooth. Delicious. With my tongue I will feast and leave no spit. It is a bowl from which I can drink and feel my genius Spirit with it. I had lied. Around me a responsibility formed and I unfortunately could not look alone into the camera anymore. My things, everything I designed was just a total obstacle because it stopped me from going. How can one be so self-centered? Writing is liberation.